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Chapter 9

"DOCTOR!" Rose screams from the couch. "COME HERE! QUICK!"

"What?" The Doctor asks frantically, running into the living room. "What is it? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing, come here," Rose gestures her hands urgently for him to join her.

"What?" He asks again sitting next to her on the couch.

"Shhhhhh," she stretches out on the couch, laying her legs across his lap and placing his hand on her slightly rounded belly.

"What is it?" The Doctor whispers.

"Patience, Grasshopper," Rose whispers back.

After a few silent minutes Rose tuts. "The baby was kicking, I swear, just a minute ago. I wanted you to feel it."

The Doctor's face falls a fraction in disappointment before quickly replacing it with a smile. "That's alright," he tells his wife.

"No," Rose protests. "Just wait a minute, try talking to him or her. He or she likes when I hum. I think anyway."

The Doctor looks at her skeptically.

"Go on," Rose urges him.

The Doctor leans in closer, putting an ear to her belly. "Ummmm, hello? Hello in there."

They wait. Nothing.

"I feel ridiculous, Rose," He tells her. "The baby can't hear me."

"You'd be surprised, Doctor."

He tries again. "This is your father speaking. I…ummm…can't wait to see you."

Nothing.

"Try humming," Rose suggests.

With his ear still pressed to her belly, like he expects to hear something in return, he starts humming.

It's something Rose has never heard before. The melody is sad but beautiful at the same time and the baby responds to it right away, kicking The Doctor right on the cheek.

"I did it!" He exclaims, face splitting into an ear to ear grin. He sits upright again, laying his open palm gently across Rose's stomach, feeling their baby flip and flutter and kick just under his fingertips.

"Told ya," Rose grins back, thrilled she was able to put that face splitting smile on The Doctor's face. "He or she likes humming, didn't I say?"

"Shhhhh," The Doctor hushes her and Rose tuts.

They both sit in silence until the wiggling little being inside Rose subsides and ceases it's kicking.

"That was brilliant," The Doctor tells her, with that grin still plastered on his face. "Absolutely brilliant."

"Glad to be of service," she grins back. "What was that you were humming? It was hauntingly beautiful."

"Just an old Gallifreyan nursery lullaby," he replies.

"Well I think he or she liked it."

"You know," Rose starts again after a short pause. "We should be able to find the gender out soon, you know….if you wanted to."

"Do you want to?" He asks.

"I would like to, yeah."

"Well, we can then, if that's what you want," He concedes.

"Why? don't you?" She asks.

The Doctor shrugs, "I'd kind of like it to be a surprise, but if it's what you want…."

"Well," Rose starts, biting the inside of her cheek. "We don't have to make a decision right now."

"Good," The Doctor announces. "Because we have bigger decisions to make right now."

"Do we?" She asks.

"We do!" The Doctor replies excitedly. "I was thinking….where are we going to put a baby in this flat, Rose? I think we need to get us a house. A proper house. With a mortgage and all."

"Really?" Rose asks, elated by this revelation.

"Really" The Doctor replies with that lop sided smile of his.

"With a garden?" Rose asks.

"Yes, with a garden."

"Well, you know what's going to have to be the first thing we do once we find our house, then?" Rose asks him with a sly smile playing on her lips.

"What's that?" The Doctor asks.

"We'll have to paint the front door TARDIS blue," she grins, tongue in teeth.